Take Me Dancing

I saw her. The old rope wing creaked under her weight. Her long dark hair following down her back in waves as she swung back and forth. I called out to her. Dana! Dana! Her face seemed to remain expressionless as she swung back and forth. Back and forth. I ran to her. My hand extended to grasp hers...

Beep. Beep! BEEP!

With a groan I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. I pulled my upper body up but fell back against my pillow with a moan. I heard a tinkle of a laugh. I creaked on eye open. Dana was standing in front of the window, the sunlight trickling in made her have a goldish glow like an Angel. I couldn't help but stare. Dana faced away from me and started pulling out random assortments of clothing and flinging them onto the bed.
"You better get up lazy bones or you'll be late for work!" I could hear in her voice she was suppressing a giggle. he'd caught me staring. I jumped out of bed and padded along to the kitchen. I had no time for anything fancy so I pulled out the box of cornflake from the cereal cupboard.

I practically inhaled the cereal and pulled on a random shirt and trouser that looked and smelled clean.
"Right I'm away to my class now. Have a good day!" Dana called from the hallway. I dropped the shoes I was slaving over and ran out to the hallway where Dana had her hand poised on the door knob.
"Wait!" I said and ran toward her, pulling her into a sweet kiss which made butterflies erupt in my gut. "Have a good day." I whispered in her ear as we pulled away. he smiled wistfully and strolled out the door.

*****

"Right guys! That was great! Take 5!" I shouted through the intercom to the guys in the stuffy recording room. Glass walls encasing them in pentagon prison. As the four boys busied themselves with tuning their instruments and gulping down water I strolled off to get a coffee from the staff room.

"Heya Peter. How are things?" As I opened the door to the room I was met by Gina, one of my co-workers. Her raven hair was cut into a sever bob and hung in tight curls and framed her heart shaped face. Her eyes were emerald green and seemed to light up any room, as did her bubbly personality.
"Hey there Gina. Yeah things are really great. How are things with you?" I took a paper cup and poured myself some steaming hot black coffee. I turned to find Gina racking through piles of documents and folders.
"Yeah thing are going pretty good." She said, her head obscured by the mountain of paperwork she was looking at. "How's things with you and Dana?" My heart skipped a beat at the sound of her name. A small private smile formed on my face.
"Yeah, me and Dana are going great." A slight blush crawled its way onto my cheeks. Gina didn't fail to note this.
"Aww you guys really seem to be in love. You asked her yet?" I wiped around, eyebrows raised questioningly. Asked her what? Gina gave a sigh of frustration at the sight of my sceptical face. "Asked her to marry you, obviously." My mouth seemed to make a comical o-shape. I zoned out in thought. I've never really gave it a second thought. Dana never showed any sign of wanting to get married soon...but then again she wouldn't want to pressure me into things.

Throughout the rest of the day my mind was somewhere far away. Should I ask her? We are in love but marriage is a big step. Would we be ready? Would she even say yes if I asked? These questions seemed to run through my mind and I couldn't help but mull over them. I'd always agreed with myself that I'd ask Dana when we were ready. When we were adults. We're nearly 20 now. Are we ready?

As I got home I was in a complete daze. I didn't register when Dana asked how my day was. I didn't register when she asked me what I wanted for dinner. I didn't register when she got upset and asked what was wrong. All I could think of was Gina's words: "Aww you guys really seem to be in love. You asked her yet?". Was everyone thinking the same thing? Were they all expecting me to bring home the goods? Do I want to?

Do I want to marry the girl of my dreams?